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Parolin: An Inferno Within the Dream City

When I accepted my current job, I didn’t know the area where it was located. “Be careful, because there’s a favela there,” they told me.

The last time I’d seen a dentist here in Brazil was at a state clinic after I’d already spent several months enduring a toothache.

In my personal experience, I have been surprised by the behavior of its citizens, the way they care for plants and animals…

For a Cuban who has lived through decades of privation in terms of food availability, almost any dish eaten abroad felt like touching heaven

Ensuring survival in Cuba, when we lived there, was an odyssey. And now that we’re no longer there, they say it’s much worse.

When I received the proposal to work in the meat section of the supermarket where I was employed, my initial reaction was positive…

I endured the toothache for a week until I couldn’t take it anymore. On my only day off for the week, I went to the health post (clinic).

During my most recent spiritual retreat last weekend, we shared an experience that, for me, was a defining moment.

I’m still deeply interested in remaining culturally Cuban, fully aware of the weight that the word “culture” carries.

My relationship with Brazilian culture was always more or less the same as most Cubans have, influenced by what I saw in the soap operas.